The Great Willows - Resonance of Soul | Текст песни

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This foggy night is in my memory
You were so cloudy and shy
I see your plain face
Lit by the night street lights
And I like to add a few hours
To our mutual short time
I needn’t be sick anymore
I’ll throw away all my old things

I’ll forget what I remembered yesterday
And become a professor of sound
Thinking not of the shores
Endless music of separation
Pictures in your diary
With the image of thoughts
What do you want to find in me
No joy in the city songs

And I also fear just like you do
It may all go wrong
To abandon hopes and dreams
I’m to proud to do
And what is in my head
Limits of the stream of feeling
And I’m not happy in my sleep
I prefer winter and silence


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